I love that feeling of real healthiness thatcomes from working out, then sweating it out and then showering everythingclean. There were just the thre... showers and the two end ones were taken. I hung my towel over the door and turned the shower on. Not too hot,shorts off and straight under the water and I reached my hand out for thesoap. A few squirts from the dispenser and cleanliness was moments away.I noticed that the liquid soap was pink rather than the usual green butdidn't think twice. At least he hadn’t brought up the subject of the video and the FBI interest.The Antonovs aren’t mega-rich but they’re a lot better off than comfortable. Mr Antonov is a high-powered safety engineer and travels all over the country. I never knew when he’d be at home but, unusually, he seems to be there more during the week than at weekends. The barrel-shaped Mrs Antonov was a stay-at-home mother, but now her kids are old enough she spends quite a bit of time doing voluntary work. Dimitri has one. Damn.Suddenly, it dawned on me that I was standing there, clad only in a towel and soaking wet. I quickly apologized.“I said I’d be here in about an hour,” she stated. “I’m a little bit early.”Yes, she was.“Do you still want some company?” she demurely asked.Damn.“Sure,” I nervously replied. I looked past her and down the hallway.“Its just me,” she replied, stepping past me and into the room.I closed the hotel room door. I turned to try and figure out if my surprise guest was there for some fun. His tongue darted into my pussy; I grabbed a fistful of his hair and pushed his head down. I couldn't control myself, he was going to make me come. He pushed a finger into me, and dragged it back out, then twisted it as he pushed back in. He added a second finger and went for my g-spot. He found it and stroked it, pressing it hard. While he fingered me, his tongue lapped at my clit. The sensations became to much for me, and my orgasm took over. My eyes rolled in my head, my pussy throbbed, and.